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My heart has been thrown into a blender.
I know what I want, it seems as though it might be too late.
Am I a fool for being in love with someone who was already gone and giving themselves to somebody else before I walked out the door, before I begged to talk things out or split up?
I thought the break up was a chance to become stronger individually and fix ourselves to be better for another, and as the days went by my heart ached in ways I never want to experience again and as things didn't seem to be getting any better from the other so I was forcing myself to move on. It terrifies me, and I ponder all the time, will anyone ever do what you do to me?
I want my heart to feel whole again.
I want to be the only person who makes your heart melt.
I cannot share you, and I won't, i refuse...
I am getting older and I am over games, I love meeting people, genuine not want to get in your fucking pants people, it has become so disgusting to me... a few of my old habits. I am done messing with and playing with other peoples hearts and emotions, I have been over that the second I hurt someone close to me. If I am not enough, if everything I have to offer is not enough, then I am not your type of girl, that is basically how I feel in a nut shell about a few of my priorities.
I remember something Marilyn Monroe said...
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
True Story.
Anyways, a few pictures I took within the last 24 hours, I will edit more but my photoshop isn't working so I am messing with something else at the moment, nothing I am used to so messed with a few photos but cannot wait to reedit them down the line. (I am so picky but am really trying to tap into my 'fuck it' side a little more, plus I am one who works with what she's got!)
I think I am going to try and find another system and mess with a few photos that make me smile.
The balloon release at my Uncles Memorial on Sunday.
My St.Patty's Day attire... however I look like this everyday aka a mess =)
I am posing by Michael's love of his life, his baby! Her name is Vera.
Thought it was a seat but apparently as it collapsing into pieces as I sat down I figured it out soon enough it wasn't!
I was hiding from David's paparazzi but couldn't stop laughing because of it. that is me, so classy! harhar
I call this one angry party graffiti frenzy...
David hit me first! Had to return the favor!
Michael and I went to the park, my Bat kite was too heavy to get into the air so we had to settle for Michaels mini turtle... I love it, turtles can fly better then bats apparently!
Yep, I love to fly kites!
Spazzamattazz! I mean, Razzamatazz!
The best thing in my life... all he seems to ever wanna do is live! (where are all those people out there?!)
If only he could talk and do a little drinkin, just kidding! it is probably better that he can't!
I know what I want, it seems as though it might be too late.
Am I a fool for being in love with someone who was already gone and giving themselves to somebody else before I walked out the door, before I begged to talk things out or split up?
I thought the break up was a chance to become stronger individually and fix ourselves to be better for another, and as the days went by my heart ached in ways I never want to experience again and as things didn't seem to be getting any better from the other so I was forcing myself to move on. It terrifies me, and I ponder all the time, will anyone ever do what you do to me?
I want my heart to feel whole again.
I want to be the only person who makes your heart melt.
I cannot share you, and I won't, i refuse...
I am getting older and I am over games, I love meeting people, genuine not want to get in your fucking pants people, it has become so disgusting to me... a few of my old habits. I am done messing with and playing with other peoples hearts and emotions, I have been over that the second I hurt someone close to me. If I am not enough, if everything I have to offer is not enough, then I am not your type of girl, that is basically how I feel in a nut shell about a few of my priorities.
I remember something Marilyn Monroe said...
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
True Story.
Anyways, a few pictures I took within the last 24 hours, I will edit more but my photoshop isn't working so I am messing with something else at the moment, nothing I am used to so messed with a few photos but cannot wait to reedit them down the line. (I am so picky but am really trying to tap into my 'fuck it' side a little more, plus I am one who works with what she's got!)
I think I am going to try and find another system and mess with a few photos that make me smile.
The balloon release at my Uncles Memorial on Sunday.
My St.Patty's Day attire... however I look like this everyday aka a mess =)
I am posing by Michael's love of his life, his baby! Her name is Vera.
Thought it was a seat but apparently as it collapsing into pieces as I sat down I figured it out soon enough it wasn't!
I was hiding from David's paparazzi but couldn't stop laughing because of it. that is me, so classy! harhar
I call this one angry party graffiti frenzy...
David hit me first! Had to return the favor!
Michael and I went to the park, my Bat kite was too heavy to get into the air so we had to settle for Michaels mini turtle... I love it, turtles can fly better then bats apparently!
Yep, I love to fly kites!
Spazzamattazz! I mean, Razzamatazz!
The best thing in my life... all he seems to ever wanna do is live! (where are all those people out there?!)
If only he could talk and do a little drinkin, just kidding! it is probably better that he can't!